I've decided to write a book. What's worth reading?

"We are not necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be."

CS Lewis

I just love that.

"If anyone ever saw me dance, they'd have trouble taking me seriously." Christina Ricci

Antique chair project progressing nicely. I need a craft room.

This summer is going to be crazy. Graduation, weddings, beach vacation, job search. 

I can't wait. I miss freckles, tan legs and sundresses.

Sorry for yesterday's blog post. It was decidedly depressing. It's a new year, after all. 

Tonight's plans: 

Distress antique chair (found, abandoned, at nearby storage unit). Hello, sandpaper.

Drink two glasses of wine.

Listen to every song on every Celine Dion album.

Paint nails an obnoxious shade of coral. 

Wear two sets of Crest Whitestrips. Ignore sensitive teeth and aching pain.

Determined to read The Problem of Pain by CS Lewis this semester. I really want to understand Jesus. I just... don't. "Love is something more stern and splendid than mere kindness."

Peace is an elusive little thing. 

In The Shack, author William P. Young references "the Great Sadness." It's like an overcast sky; there are no dark, ominous clouds, no alarming thunderstorms, but there's no great light, either. Everything is just grey, muted, dull. 

I feel calloused and raw, willing and reluctant, open and closed. All at the same time.